Rock Lee is invited into the spring.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Hinata bit her lip, hesitating on the choice. Inviting Lee in would mean drawing attention to herself, after all. Before Hinata could even think of making a choice on what to do about the new boy, it was made for her.

“Ugh, all this noise is too troublesome,” Shikamaru groaned. “If you're going to join us, eyebrow kid, then join us. Just stop shouting and stop making Sakura shout so we can enjoy the hot water in peace.”

Lee blinked, taking a nano-second to consider the offer before grinning. “Yosh! I will gladly join you!” he declared, before squeezing into the spring between Naruto (who was glaring at the boy, since he'd tried to move in on his Sakura) and Choji.

With the extra boy added to the small spring, the spare space between everyone was gone, and the two girls found themselves suddenly a lot closer to the cocks that surrounded them, with Shikamaru's unabashedly stiff dick on one side, and Kiba's half-stiff penis on the other.

Sakura swallowed, doing her best to not appear affected. She was only one slightly broad movement of her arms away from brushing against the surrounding erections. And now she was sitting there, legs either side of one of Hinata's thighs, her naked body exposed before a new, weird boy who creeped her out more than the other boys combined. That hair! Those eyebrows! That swinging his cock in her face while asking her to be his girlfriend! And here she was, pretending to be okay with mixed bathing as his eyes darted between her small tits and her exposed slit and back again so fast that she almost expected his eyes to start spinning and achieve escape velocity. At least now she could be certain of which was worse: being naked in front of people she knew, or in front of strangers. If it was this weird stranger, then definitely being naked in front of him was worse.

But again, as she had so many times before today, she pretended to not mind. Her future social reputation rested on her ability to pretend that she meant to be seen like this, after all.

Meanwhile, Hinata ducked her head a little lower, using Sakura's back to hide behind as she hunched down to hide away from the newcomer. While she didn't dislike her cousin, the same could not be said of Cousin Neji's feelings towards her. She couldn't stand the looks of anger and disgust (at her being the heir despite her comparative lack of talent) that he always threw her way when her father wasn't there to see it. Hinata could only imagine how much worse those looks would get if the boy heard from his teammate that she was the kind of girl who shared baths with a half-dozen naked and erect boys.

Would it be worse if Lee informed her cousin that she was in a spring full of naked boys if he told Neji the she was wearing a towel or if she was naked? Hinata froze at the thought. On the face of it, wearing a towel was more demure and modest. Yes, if she was the only one wearing a towel in a spring full of only naked boys, it could be seen as being modest. But if there were naked girls in there as well, thanks to Sakura, then wouldn't being the only one covered be perceived more strangely? Could people, could Neji think that if she wasn't willing to bathe like everyone else, that she was there for another reason beyond social mixed bathing? Maybe even think that she was using social bathing as an excuse to be surrounded by naked boys?

The Hyūga clan were seen as a prudish lot by a lot of the village, but what most didn't know was that this reputation had been deliberately cultivated. When you were a family that was full of people who could see through walls and clothes, you needed the general population to think that you weren't a bunch of drooling perverts who'd easily fall to the temptations that their eyes provided. Who knows how the wider public would act around them if they thought that the Hyūga weren't too above using their eyes for anything perverted?

For that reason, voyeurs were especially looked down upon in the Hyūga clan. When it came right down to it, if Lee told Neji that she was there, it would actually sound better to a Hyūga if she was dressed the same as everyone else. Or not dressed, as the case was here.

She'd already come to the slow realization that she was actually more embarrassed by being the only one who wasn't naked here. With Lee around, she knew that it would also make her sound more perverted to her family if they heard she was wearing a towel in a spring full of boys where the other girl was naked. Intellectually, at this point she knew that she'd theoretically be less embarrassed and more likely to appear to be innocent to her family (if they heard about this) if she was naked. Realistically, though, she knew that she'd never be able to pluck up the courage to strip herself.

But... maybe she didn't need to? If there's one thing that Kurenai-sensei had drummed home in her training of Team Eight, it was the need to rely on the strengths of others. In Kurenai's case, the teacher had been referring to combining the strengths of Kiba's nose, Shino's bugs and Hinata's eyes in order to become a strong tracking team, but the philosophy was broad enough to cover other things.

Like in this case: Hinata knew she didn't have the courage to take off her towel. So, she had to rely on someone who had the courage that she lacked. Any of the boys would probably jump at the chance to strip her, but she couldn't see herself finding the courage to make such a request of a boy. She needed someone else, someone like the naked girl who was sitting on her lap, calmly exposing her bare body to the gaze of all of the boys around them.

As Hinata slowly reached her decision, Sakura continued to put herself on display, ruthlessly stamping down on any desire to cover herself up.

The new boy turned out to be almost as bad as Naruto when it came to sitting still. After a few seconds, he broke the peaceful silence by leaning forward and saying, “If it is not too, um, unhip of me to say, seeing all of your shades of pink is like walking through a flower field in the blooming of spring.”

Sakura blinked. “What do you mean?” She almost immediately regretted it when he responded.

“The pink of the hair on your head is a different shade to the whitish-pink of your hot-water flushed skin, which is different again to the shade of your lips,” Lee didn't even hesitate with his next words, not seeming to realize he'd strayed from polite conversation as he said, “and your nipples. The shade of the hair between your legs is also a slightly deeper pink than on your head, and of course then there's the beautiful pink of your youthful flower that you spread the petals of for your friends to see. I have never seen such a range of stunning pink shades on the one person before. It is very inspiring that one person can show so many different variations of such a pretty colour at once!”

Sakura slowly blinked as she processed his words. Did he... did he just compliment her on the colour of her pubic hair? And her spread pussy? What kind of weirdo does that!?

Worse yet, Kiba and Naruto were nodding along as if they agreed with his assessment!

With Inner at her limit, Sakura couldn't stop the humiliated blush from heating up her cheeks.

Lee gasped, before grinning and giving a thumbs up. “And just like that, you improve upon perfection and show another shade of pink to your already impressive hue! Well done!”

To be fair to the boy, he was honestly trying his best to compliment the girl. Girls loved pink, after all, so a girl should enjoy being told how pretty all the pink bits they were showing were, right?

If Tenten was there (and she wouldn't be, because she was far too sensible to be caught in a situation like this), she would have smacked the boy across the head and saved the situation. Unfortunately, he was the only one of his team present, so he unknowingly dug his hole that little deeper with every word.

Sakura somehow managed to stop herself from grinding her teeth at his words, as she kept to her act of being okay with her nudity and said, “Well, uh, thank you for the... compliment.”